“I had only one desire: to leave, to walk, to die, whatever. I wanted to get away, never come back, disappear, melt away into the forest, the clouds, no longer have memories, forget, forget.” — Ágota Kristof Copy Share Image
“I had only one desire: to leave, to walk, to die, whatever. I wanted to get away, never come back, disappear, melt away into… — Ágota Kristof Copy Share Image
“You don't want to fight the enemy anymore?" "I don't want to fight anyone. I have no enemies. I want to go home.” — Ágota Kristof Copy Share Image
“I answer that I try to write true stories but that at a given point the story becomes unbearable because of it’s very truth,… — Ágota Kristof Copy Share Image
